"So?" Ryker raised an eyebrow but that signature smirk was on his face, he knew what the boy wanted. He slowly leaned down, a hand coming to rest on the back of Jasey's neck as his lips gently brushed those of the other boy, lingering there for a few moments before he pulled back.

Jasey thought that funny, the last thing he ever was in the morning time was gorgeous, his hair was always mused and matter, or stick up in random places, and then his eyes had deep bags under them and he always looked ready to kill."Morning you cheesy idiot."